Kinks: Death of a clown

It dries my structure, it is clags of that my jaw Im where my sorrow is dampened with the whiskey and the gin Tamers of the lion strikes the crack of doesnt already It does not fight with and as for [tora] the lion which does not roar

La la la la la la la la lala So the dying all beverage of the buffoonery teacher is permitted Someone does not help the fact that I divide this crown The dying all beverage of the buffoonery teacher is permitted The dying all beverage of the buffoonery teacher is permitted

The old necromancer is completely on the floor The good fortune which which who it rubs and is said is not needed The body you can stoop the trainer of the insect with that knee And the chisel of escape is searched in semi- frenzy

La la la la la la la la lala The dying all beverage of the buffoonery teacher is permitted So someone does not help the fact that I divide this crown The dying all beverage of the buffoonery teacher is permitted La la la la la la la la lala The dying all beverage of the buffoonery teacher is permitted La la la la la la la la lala